May 6th – Day 1 and May 6th – Day 2.
|... evening in Petropavlovsk ...|
|... the sailout ...|
Oh, this is fun!
|... night seas ...|
The woman next to Greg called over the maitre d’, told her that the guest had not received his meal yet, and that this was unacceptable. The poor waiter came back cowering with his supervisor. The food was just late from the kitchen. Greg would have gone without 10 meals before he would have said anything, let alone in that form of complaint.
|... sunset ..|
No, she said.
He said, “I am the 7th of 7 kids. My mother was 45 when she had me.” When he asked Wyona how many grandchildren she had, long silence again. That is because Wyona hasn’t got enough fingers to count them all, and she doesn’t have Charise at her side giving her the right answer. When Wyona finally came up with the number13, there was another long silence.
A lunch hour always to be remembered by us.